Louise was walking down the dusty tar road to the beat up old soapbox they call home, when she spotted someone she recognised, he had short blond hair that stuck up, a crinkly white long-sleeve shirt with a red t-shirt on top and black converses with the laces untied.
She ran up behind him and elbowed him in the back, hard.
"OW! What the hell!?" Logan shouted as Louise dashed away.
A smile crept onto his lips as he pursued her, chasing her down the cracked sidewalk.
"YOU'RE NOT GETTING AWAY, LOUISE!" He yelled to her.
"ARE YOU SURE ABOUT THAT!?" She screamed back.
Louise ran into the restaurant, flinging the large, heavy glass door open then running inside. The place was empty as always, just a few people here and there, she crawled under a table and listened, her heart beating hard from all the sprinting.
"WHERE'S LOUISE!?" Logan interrogated Gene and Tina.
"She's not back yet," Gene Replied, calmly but with a hint of fear.
Louise could hear the soft moaning of Tina in the background.
Logan searched under each table till he reached Louise.
"Now what do we have here?"
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I hate you
FanfictionWhen Louise, a brat 9 year old with a green dress and pink bunny ears, meets her sworn enemy Logan, a 14 year old teen with spiky hair and a short sleeve red shirt over a white long sleeve one. She has two choices: hate him more or fall in love. Wha...
